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Diner pour deux, s’il vous plait.
Elise
pg
Derek Roy/Thomas Vanek, with Steve Bernier
this is for the shufflethelines challenge from a long time ago. The latest. the vday one. It's not even vday related. It's not even that good. But here it is. I think the lack of sunlight has destroyed my mind. Oh spring, where are you?
“C’est terrible.” Steve muttered under his breath, looking up through his eyelashes.
Thomas sucked in his bottom lip, hiding his smirk. “You love it.”
Rolling his eyes, the forward sighed, swirling his wine around. They were sitting at a nice restaurant in downtown Buffalo. Both men were dressed in their finest, and the dinner had a sense of intimacy, a single candle, and a rose. Thomas reached out and gently took Steve’s hand. “You’re a good friend for doing this.”
Steve squeezed Thomas’ hand back, “Or a new team mate afraid of going against the star player’s word.”
With a light chuckle, the blonde player dropped his hand, taking his wine. “You don’t have to be afraid of us.”
“No, no,” Steve said, “What cause would there to be afraid? I mean, i’m just replacing your best friend in a city full of rabid fans. Should I invest in pepper spray?”
Thomas rolled his eyes. “Bernier, they love you here. Remember the two goals?”
Steve ducked his head, grinning, his face blushing. Thomas leaned forward and let his foot trail up to Steve’s leg. Thomas leaned closer. “Is he watching?”
Steve sighed and looked over to the other side of the room. Derek Roy made eye contact with the french canadian and immediately blushed, looking away. Steve sighed, “He was.”
“Good.” Thomas said softly. “He should get the hint.”
“Are you sure we should be doing this? I get the feeling he actually cares about you.” Steve said softly, playing along and taking Thomas’ hands, “I mean, he’s been glaring at you the entire time, and I’m pretty sure he’s going to kill me in my sleep.”
“He’s not the murdering type.” Thomas said offhandedly, eyes distant in a memory, “He’s... gentle and sweet. He’s not vindictive at all.”
“Then why are we torturing him. Go to him. Talk?” Steve said, “You love him.”
Thomas’ smile dropped and he nodded, eyes sad, “He left me.”
“This isn’t going to get him to come back.” Steve sighed, giving Thomas’ hands a squeeze, “He’s going to be jealous, but it might turn him away.”
“We’re just having dinner.” Thomas said, as if that proved his point.
“and we’re holding hands, with your foot up my leg.” Steve shivered as Thomas’ foot travelled a bit higher. “You’re paying for this dinner. I’m ordering filet mignon.”
Thomas gave a sour look but nodded. “I just want him to know what he’s missing.”
Steve was about to speak again when the band playing stopped abruptly. The two looked up to see a nervous and awkward Derek stepping on stage, taking one of the microphones. Thomas’ jaw dropped slightly and Steve covered his eyes, muttering in french. Derek ran a hand through his hair and smiled as a few of the faces in the crowd recognized him. He looked at his feet and said, voice small, “Hello... sorry... I just needed to interrupt.... you can all go back to your dinners in a moment...”
Derek looked up and into Thomas’ face. Thomas leaned back, his body falling away from Steve’s, who leaned back in his seat relieved. Derek smiled sadly, and said softly into the microphone, “Thomas. I’m going to win you back. Hopefully. Or make you run. Hopefully, the winning back thing.”
Thomas grinned and ducked his head, his cheeks turning red a bit. He loved how Derek rambled. Steve raised an eyebrow and sighed as the band started “Can’t Help falling in love”. Thomas’ hand covered his mouth as Derek, slightly offkey and quietly, began to sing. Steve looked between the two of them and shook his head, muttering, “Unbelievable.”
After the song concluded, a few people clapped and Derek grinned, biting his lip. Steve kicked Thomas under the table, which in turn, caused thomas to jump up. Steve shook his head again, grabbing his jacket. He watched as Thomas and Derek embraced, sharing a kiss. His work here was done and he was hoping that he’d no longer be the new guy, and soon.
Elise
pg
Derek Roy/Thomas Vanek, with Steve Bernier
this is for the shufflethelines challenge from a long time ago. The latest. the vday one. It's not even vday related. It's not even that good. But here it is. I think the lack of sunlight has destroyed my mind. Oh spring, where are you?
“C’est terrible.” Steve muttered under his breath, looking up through his eyelashes.
Thomas sucked in his bottom lip, hiding his smirk. “You love it.”
Rolling his eyes, the forward sighed, swirling his wine around. They were sitting at a nice restaurant in downtown Buffalo. Both men were dressed in their finest, and the dinner had a sense of intimacy, a single candle, and a rose. Thomas reached out and gently took Steve’s hand. “You’re a good friend for doing this.”
Steve squeezed Thomas’ hand back, “Or a new team mate afraid of going against the star player’s word.”
With a light chuckle, the blonde player dropped his hand, taking his wine. “You don’t have to be afraid of us.”
“No, no,” Steve said, “What cause would there to be afraid? I mean, i’m just replacing your best friend in a city full of rabid fans. Should I invest in pepper spray?”
Thomas rolled his eyes. “Bernier, they love you here. Remember the two goals?”
Steve ducked his head, grinning, his face blushing. Thomas leaned forward and let his foot trail up to Steve’s leg. Thomas leaned closer. “Is he watching?”
Steve sighed and looked over to the other side of the room. Derek Roy made eye contact with the french canadian and immediately blushed, looking away. Steve sighed, “He was.”
“Good.” Thomas said softly. “He should get the hint.”
“Are you sure we should be doing this? I get the feeling he actually cares about you.” Steve said softly, playing along and taking Thomas’ hands, “I mean, he’s been glaring at you the entire time, and I’m pretty sure he’s going to kill me in my sleep.”
“He’s not the murdering type.” Thomas said offhandedly, eyes distant in a memory, “He’s... gentle and sweet. He’s not vindictive at all.”
“Then why are we torturing him. Go to him. Talk?” Steve said, “You love him.”
Thomas’ smile dropped and he nodded, eyes sad, “He left me.”
“This isn’t going to get him to come back.” Steve sighed, giving Thomas’ hands a squeeze, “He’s going to be jealous, but it might turn him away.”
“We’re just having dinner.” Thomas said, as if that proved his point.
“and we’re holding hands, with your foot up my leg.” Steve shivered as Thomas’ foot travelled a bit higher. “You’re paying for this dinner. I’m ordering filet mignon.”
Thomas gave a sour look but nodded. “I just want him to know what he’s missing.”
Steve was about to speak again when the band playing stopped abruptly. The two looked up to see a nervous and awkward Derek stepping on stage, taking one of the microphones. Thomas’ jaw dropped slightly and Steve covered his eyes, muttering in french. Derek ran a hand through his hair and smiled as a few of the faces in the crowd recognized him. He looked at his feet and said, voice small, “Hello... sorry... I just needed to interrupt.... you can all go back to your dinners in a moment...”
Derek looked up and into Thomas’ face. Thomas leaned back, his body falling away from Steve’s, who leaned back in his seat relieved. Derek smiled sadly, and said softly into the microphone, “Thomas. I’m going to win you back. Hopefully. Or make you run. Hopefully, the winning back thing.”
Thomas grinned and ducked his head, his cheeks turning red a bit. He loved how Derek rambled. Steve raised an eyebrow and sighed as the band started “Can’t Help falling in love”. Thomas’ hand covered his mouth as Derek, slightly offkey and quietly, began to sing. Steve looked between the two of them and shook his head, muttering, “Unbelievable.”
After the song concluded, a few people clapped and Derek grinned, biting his lip. Steve kicked Thomas under the table, which in turn, caused thomas to jump up. Steve shook his head again, grabbing his jacket. He watched as Thomas and Derek embraced, sharing a kiss. His work here was done and he was hoping that he’d no longer be the new guy, and soon.